Posts Tagged ‘whining’
too old for this
by this, i really mean, these.
the 9-degree temperature when it really should be 18. the smells wafting around the dorm room. the yellow walls with duct-tape stains. the dust. the toilet bowl with… let’s not even go there. the dust. the common kitchen. the dust. the rules (no ironing in the room because you may start [...]
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the body rebels
but what against? i cannot quite tell.
since yesterday, i have been expelling… things… excessively from my body. i also have a fever, and a head that pounds mercilessly with just about every single movement i make. i am sure i have no bodily fluids left, and at this rate, will have no brain cells left [...]
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meltdown
i woke up this morning thinking i had a nervous breakdown. my hands shook so badly i could not take my breakfast, and had to resort to gripping a spoon as firmly as i could while i shovelled the food down. and then there were the gastric pains; my heart was in my mouth, and [...]
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i think there is a mysterious mosquito flying around my bedroom, living off my blood. i woke up early this morning, scratching my legs ferociously, and could not, for the life of me, figure out where the itch was coming from.
i think the three coffees (four shots of espressos) somehow did not hit the right [...]
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offerings
my google funny quote of the day – “life is hard. after all, it kills you.” (katharine hepburn)
good. that is apt, because i am going to whine. first, about how i lost the last twenty minutes of typing when i hit save draft (why, wordpress, why???). second, about the enormity of what i am about [...]
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quickpress was made for…
…whining about office chairs that are too low and cannot be adjusted for some unfathomable reason. too low! my chair is too low!
there.
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no song, and… over.
a birthday, after all, lasts only 24 hours… just like any other day. and when you have the ill fortune of having to work for 10 of those hours and sleep another 8 away, you are really left with nothing much of a birthday. say, just about enough time to move from point a to point [...]
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if only
i am feeling particularly miserable today, and will selfishly parade around in all my tragedy queen airs.
i don’t think any flu has been as misery-causing as this one (but i say that all the time). my nose and my throat are in one accord as far as phlegm color and volume are concerned… and my [...]
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when a flu is no mere flu
i am rather aghast at the turn the flu has taken, after spending an entire day ejecting blood… blood! from my nose and clutching my chest in pain as the hacking cough went on and on and on. and all the while attempting to make a decent book out of somebody’s idea of primary one [...]
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midnight ruminations
waking up ten minutes ago with a sore throat so bad i could not sleep, i prowled the house, gurgled with salt water, and sat down to work with the tissue box parked next to me.
i hate having the flu.
went to bed with a fever and the shivers, praying to be well enough to work, at [...]
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